by Don Lesser I never made cassoulet for Mitch, and now I never will. Mitch, a real-estate lawyer in midtown Manhattan, was married to my cousin in a happy second marriage for both. Mitch could be nasty, but he loved my cousin and, when he saw that I did too, accepted me into his inner […]
by Don Lesser Now that “Kaleidoscope” is everywhere – websites, textbooks, the new Whitney – after Anne Marie’s tell-all biography and Michael’s predictably fulsome one, and after, god help me, its own calendar, there is really nothing new to say. Still, I remember when Georges and I first saw it. Anne and the solid Michael
